Author's preface: This story is chapter 4 of the series "Video Orgy". Please see "Introductory Blowjob", "Excited's Fantasy", and "Taking on Two Big Dicks" for the start of the orgy.
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My wife had just finished filming the three-way between me and the clients we called Big Dick and his wife, Not-So-Stoic. Big Dick took his exhausted but sated wife lovingly into his arms and I slowly sat up. The other couples who had been watching dispersed, heading to the snack table or the restroom. "Well done," my wife said as she turned off the video cameras.
"Thanks," I said, standing up gingerly. "She was the star. She took both of us like a champ."
"Yes, she was the star," Mrs. answered. "I'm not sure I could have taken both of you at the same time."
I headed to one of the bathrooms to clean up the mess on my belly and adjacent areas and to generally freshen up. When I returned, Mrs. and Excited were putting new sheets on the bed as Big Dick and Not-So-Stoic had finally vacated the bed, probably cleaning up in the other bathroom. I headed over to the snack table for some much-needed water and nourishment.
Young Guy and his wife, Confused Fidgeter, were standing at the table, snacking on the fruit and drinking water. After getting my water, I walked up to them and asked, "Are you ready for your turn with Mrs.?"
"Oh definitely," Young Guy said.
"Yes," Confused said, less certainly. "Although, being honest," she added sheepishly, "I'm not sure I can do what that first lady did with your wife." She looked down, then looked back up at me from the top of her eyes. "I haven't been with a girl before. And I've certainly never done anything like this in front of cameras or other people before." She looked back down at her feet.
"Don't worry," I said gently, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Mrs. will treat you well. It'll feel natural, and you'll never even notice the cameras, me, or the other people."
"I am very sure it will not feel natural," she said quietly. "And I'm very sure I will notice everything and everyone."
"You will be surprised. We have had several people feel that way before but, once they get into it, they almost always get into the moment. That's when it'll feel natural," I said with a smile. "And if you don't like it or don't feel comfortable, just stop it and she'll back off." I squeezed her shoulder gently. "No pressure at all. Just follow Mrs. and it'll be fine." I smiled as reassuringly as I could.
She smiled back at me, but her uncertainty was still evident. "I'll be fine. I'm sure she'll get me through it." She turned to her husband. "And he'll help, too."
"Yes, honey, I will," he reassured her, putting his hand on her other shoulder.
They were definitely a cute couple. Like him, she was young, tall, and lanky. Maybe a couple of years younger than her husband, she stood somewhere around five-foot-nine. But, like many tall women, she was slightly stoop-shoulder, not standing up straight. She would probably be five-ten, if not five-eleven if she stood up straight. She was very trim with narrow shoulders. Her chest was not broad, probably 34 with B-cups, but well-proportioned next to a very thin waist. Narrow hips led to long, thin legs. Model thin, not athlete thin. She had long, silky, sandy-brown hair with a small, closely-cropped matching patch down below. Her eyes were light-brown and her smile was very alluring, even when telegraphing her unease. I knew Mrs. was going to enjoy her. And she was going to enjoy Mrs. And I was going to enjoy filming them.
Young Guy escorted his wife to the bed where my wife was putting the finishing touches on refreshing the linens. I followed, turning on and making minor adjustments to the cameras. I replaced the battery in the hand-held camera with a freshly charged one, hooking the replaced battery to the charger so that it would be ready later. Mrs. was already laying Confused down, stroking her silky hair and looking soothingly into her eyes. Young Guy was laying on the other side of his wife, running his fingers along the contours of her face and resting his other hand on her hip.
"We'll start slowly," Mrs. said calmly and softly. "If at any time I do something you don't like, 'red light' is the stop word. I'll stop immediately." She was barely speaking above a whisper. She continued to run her fingers through Confused's hair and gently rested her other hand on her belly. "Do you understand? Is that OK?"
"Yes," Confused answered softly. She was looking into Mrs.'s eyes and seemed to be getting more and more comfortable by the moment. Mrs. leaned down and kissed her on the forehead and then looked at her closely. She then leaned down further and gave her a light kiss on the lips. She pulled back slightly. Confused raised her head up ever so slightly, giving Mrs. the cue to kiss her again. She did. This kiss lasted a little longer. It was still gentle but was more than a friendly peck. They parted, looked each other in the eyes, and then Mrs. kissed her again. This one had more passion. They opened their mouths slightly; Mrs. moved her hand from Confused's hair to her face. Confused put a hand on Mrs.'s face.
Young Guy was watching all this very closely. While I had the camera focused on the ladies, I was watching him. He was not completely comfortable with what was happening. He was fidgeting, not a lot but enough to be noticeable. His eyes were focused on their kissing. He had moved his hand from her face to her shoulders as Confused became more engaged in the kissing. He had started rubbing his other hand down her hip to the top of her leg and back up to her hip. He definitely looked like he wanted to do something, but he wasn't sure what to do. Even though he clearly was uncomfortable, he was still exhibiting the main sign that he was generally fine with what was happening--his penis was completely erect.
Mrs. slid her hand from Confused's face down to her chest, resting it in the space between her boobs. She pulled away from their kiss and started nibbling her ear. She looked over at Young Guy and said gently, "Feel free to join in. It's more fun with you involved."
Young Guy smiled sheepishly, I'm sure embarrassed he had to be told it was okay to play with his naked wife. He leaned down and kissed his wife as Mrs. resumed nibbling Confused's ear lobe and began kissing her long neck. Confused let out a low moan as the kiss with her husband quickly became passionate. Mrs. moved her hand to the inner ridge of Confused's boob, running her hand up and around the contours without actually touching the fullness of her breast. Confused moaned again, a little deeper this time and with a perceptible movement of her body to match.
Young Guy's hand that was on her leg moved inside her thigh, moving perilously close to the sweet juncture of her legs. As he moved closer, she parted her legs slightly to allow him to get as close as he wanted.
In the meantime, Mrs. had moved her kisses from Confused's neck to her shoulder to the bump of her shoulder bone. She then kissed down the collar bone to the little notch at the base of her throat. Mrs. adjusted herself so that she was lined up more with her chest than her face, allowing her to lean over Confused and start kissing down the middle of her chest. When she reached the space between her boobs, she took both hands and seized the outer sides of her boobs and pushed them together. They were not big enough to squeeze Mrs.'s face, but both boobs did touch both of Mrs.'s cheeks. After snuggling between her mounds for a few moments, Mrs. turned her head and took one of Confused's pink, perky tits into her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm," Confused moaned, breaking free of her kiss and looking down at Mrs. Mrs. looked up at Confused, keeping her tit in her mouth but making sure Confused was not protesting. She was not. "Oh, that feels good," she sighed, putting a hand in my wife's hair. Mrs. smiled with her eyes, visibly increasing the suction she was applying to her nipple. "Oh, God," Confused moaned again, turning to look her husband in the eyes. He smiled at her, pleased with her pleasure.
He decided it was time to ramp up her pleasure, as he moved his hand from her upper thigh to between her legs. At his touch, she squirmed her hips and groaned, "Oh, damn." He didn't immediately push his fingers into her lips; he simply held his entire hand firmly against her outer lips. "Ooooooooo," she groaned.
Mrs. continued to suck one tit and play with her other. Young Guy kissed Confused. She responded fervently, putting her other hand on the back of his head and lifting into the kiss. He pushed one finger inside her pussy lips, causing her to moan loudly through the kiss. He pushed another finger in, causing her to break off the kiss and groan "Oh, dear God!"
His mouth free of hers, he kissed her neck and down her chest. He looked over at Mrs. and politely asked, "Mind if I take this one?" referring to the tit Mrs. was fondling with her hand. Without interrupting her sucking, Mrs. quickly removed her fingers. "Thank you," Young Guy said and he quickly attacked the free tit.
"Oh, damn. Ohhhhhhhhh," she yelped as both of her tits were being sucked. "Oh, God, that's feels so freaking good." Mrs. and Young Guy exchanged quick glances, their eyes smiling at each other, and then they both looked up at Confused. Her face reflected a pleasure that was clearly different from anything she had felt before. I could still see in her eyes an uncertainty about that pleasure, but it was abundantly clear that the pleasure was overwhelming any doubt or uncertainty.
Young Guy's fingers were getting active. They had found her clit and were flicking it very quickly. "Oh God, yes. Yes. Yeeessssssss!" she moaned loudly as he worked her clit. He demonstrated he knew quite well the techniques that work on her clit. "Yesssss, yesssss! Oh God, yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessss!" she yelled as her orgasm hit her and the waves of pleasure overtook her body. Young Guy kept up his finger work and he and my wife kept sucking. Confused's hips bucked and her tummy contracted as her body twitched and squirmed in response to the attention she was receiving on both of her boobs and her clit.
"Oh, shit," she gasped as her body started to return to normal. Young Guy had stopped fiddling with her clit and had come off her boob. Mrs. was still on her boob, but now just gently licking it and kissing it. He went up and kissed Confused lightly on the lips as she was breathing so heavily.
"Did you enjoy it?" he asked.
"Oh, God, yes," she said. "That was so good." She looked down at Mrs. "Thank you," she breathed.
"Don't thank me yet," my wife said, starting to move down the bed. "We have barely begun giving you pleasure." She kissed the middle of her belly and then her belly button. "Just begun."
